Painted Fools

by The Best of the Worst

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This is our fifth studio release in our ten years as a band. We spent more time rehearsing these songs than any other album we’ve done and feel that it shows in the music.

We didn’t realize at the time, but “Painted Fools” is our most thematic album to date. The album touches on the gripes we face coming into our middle age: falling out of touch with friends, people around you changing for the worse, feeling complacent and struggling with making choices, the banalities of everyday life..etc. It wasn’t really planned, but it came together pretty cohesively; I think we were just all feeling the same sort of way at once.

Thanks to anyone has booked us for a show, offered us a place to crash on tour, bought a shirt or cd, streamed a song, or laughed at the our band as we set up to play. We do this for ourselves, the friends we made along the way, and to refute the people who think that a band with horns can’t do anything interesting in the year 2017.

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All songs written and recorded by The Best of the Worst
Engineered and mixed by Joe Dell’Aquila at Exeter Recordings
Recorded between 10.10.2016 and 11.11.2016
Mastered by Jeremy Cimino
Pictures by Kaitlyn Bemis
Layout by Mike Maroney
Additional vocals on It Doesn’t Really Matter by Tom Etts

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released April 20, 2017

Jason Selvaggio – guitar, vocals
Joe Scala – drums, vocals
Liz Fackelman – trombone, vocals
Garrett Weber – guitar
Ryan Edwards – tenor sax
Kate Meyer – trumpet
Ryan Kosinski – bass

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Track Name: Habits Live Hard
I'm trying hard not to look back,
take it in from this day forward.
Our history’s not a mystery,
Pretend you're blind but you can't see.
How could we get this far off track?
Never living like two friends would.
This misery, so close to me,
why can't we all just fucking see?

We’re both not good at bending, but we can't afford this break.
Easy to find an ending when there's way too much at stake.
A smile on my face, say it’ll be ok.
Resenting all this bullshit, there must be another way.

It’s not an instance of letting go.
Habits live hard, I want you to know

It's too bad that all my friends are hypocrites
And I’m so glad now that we've grown apart.
It’s too bad that everyone is full of shit
And aren't you glad now that we got a fresh start
Got a fresh start, we’ve got a fresh start, got a fresh start now.

If I could find myself a way out,
I won’t hesitate to show you the door.
Pervasive contaminated throughout,
I can't take it anymore

I knew you'd change just not for the better.
Have you looked in the mirror to see a little clearer?
Cause these roads we’ve paved, are tarnished and weathered.
Let’s face it, we're stuck here together

It's too bad that all my friends are hypocrites
And I’m so glad now that we've grown apart.
It’s too bad that everyone is full of shit
And aren't you glad now that we got a fresh start
Got a fresh start, we can have a fresh start, got a fresh start now.

It’s not an instance of letting go.
Habits live hard, I want you to know
Track Name: In My Apartment
Alone again, in my apartment.
Yeah this tradition’s killing me.
It’s getting late, I’m just getting started.
Clenching my fists, grinding my teeth.

If I should die, what wonderful waste of time, tonight.
My nose is bleeding. Heart is beating,
Faster than a bullet leaving.
Living a lie, when I try to close my eyes,
I wish that I could shut the fuck up.
Racing thoughts they never let up.

Try and try to put my mind at ease.
Void inside eating away at me.
Try and try to find my own release.
Left alive no one around but me.

It looks like I’m fucked up again. Staring at the ceiling fan.
And I’ve felt this way a million times before.
Talking to myself again, solitude’s my only friend.
Cause I’ve simply passed the point of no return, talking to myself again

Because this silence is deafening. Reason’s now lost on me.
Feeling I’ve lost my way. Need to re - gain my brain
Silence is deafening, reason’s now lost on me
Falling back in my head, feeling I need some rest.

I’ll have to face this on my own.
Thoughts taking over, no control.
No rest and just be left alone.
Drifting away to the unknown
I’ll have to face this on my own.
Track Name: Where Complacency Lives.
If I had a choice, I’d stay right here.
And if I had a voice, it would be clear
Slaves of routine, always the same.
They come, they go, leaving no one to blame
Try to ignore, but still I know,
That all good things, leave us a clone

In my own hands, that’s what they say.
Don’t put it off another day.
And I know this fate lies in my own hands.
No second chances for today.
I’m keeping up with yesterday.
Put it off another day. You were going to anyway.

Follow the steps. Commit to our decay over and over again.
Guess I need to figure out my mind.
Guess I need some time to figure out.
And if I had a second chance
I’d make those mistakes over again.
Guess I need to figure out my mind.
Guess I need some time to figure out
Everything that’s going through my mind.
Everything I give a shit about.
And If I had full control things would all be different.
Trapped inside this hellhole filled with commitments.

Break the cycle. The end is near. Return to form. Nothing to fear.
Let’s break the cycle. The end is near.
I’ve been here before.There’s nothing to fear.
Track Name: Spoiler Alert:
I see you try so hard, move on and close the door.
The view here might be far, but all I need is more

Never felt I was one to follow,
Always had my own dumb plan.
Now your heart is here and hollow,
Mine’s back there in that van.
I'm not ready to tell the lie,
That I’d be happy where you are.
And I've come to realize,
We might not be too

Far, too far, from where we used to be.
Far, too far, from where we need to be.

How can I trust myself when I can't even tell
The differences between fiction and reality?
Yeah, I’ve become a shell of who I used to be.
I’m selling myself short, it's easy when
Everybody’s getting married, everybody's gonna die
Life’s a burden that we carry, so am I, and so am I

Another day passes by, it’s getting colder all the time
Realize you’re wasting time, counting seconds of your life

"Don’t sell yourself to fall in love"
And there's no way you'd buy that lie, you can see it on my face.
That I’ve come to realize we're not in that same place.

Everybody’s getting married, everybody's gonna die
Life’s a burden that we carry, so am I, and so am I

Far, too far, from where we need to be.
You may not comprehend, but my feelings the same
Regurgitate those stale words, day after day
Track Name: It Doesn’t Really Matter,
Let’s talk about the weather.
Doesn’t really matter, all this endless chatter.
Track Name: Like Bugs In Amber
The room goes black, reflex is to defend.
Been through this over and over and over again.
I’m all but trapped, silence begins to win.
It brings us closer and closer and closer to death.

Running out of breath I’m lost, it’s getting harder to admit.
The feeling crept right in, and won’t cease to exist.
I’m fucking clueless in the dark, forever searching for a light.
If only we could know what that stars have planned tonight.

And it's so recognizable, yet somewhat not the same.
Feeling indescribable, are we even sane?
When treading water feels like progress. The deeper we dig, the smaller it gets.

Convergent. I take the words right out my mouth

If only we could know what the stars have planned tonight

No explanation or conversation about our predetermined rules
To stay or go, we'll never know.
And either way were painted fools
Track Name: We’ve Been Held Captive.
When the virtual trumps the personal,
It's the start of the downfall
Leaving friends behind for what's not alive,
Making us feel small

You scroll and you scroll, validation your goal,
But what about who's by your side?
Can't wait to hit send, where the fuck are your friends?
Contemplate your own demise.

Can’t leave it up to our generation,
Dissolving out into the clouds so fast such an abomination.
Instead of living by what they think of you,
A chance to live inside the moment, it’s really all that we can do

Living life through a screen, day by day the routine
It has to be unfulfilling.
Eyes down, fingers fly, your smile it denies,
What you do cannot be thrilling

Get me out of here, I need to take a fucking breath.
The waves that penetrate our brain,
Will bring us closer to our death
And I'm trying to rise above, the sea of glowing lights.
Addiction it's so strong

Can't leave it up to our generation.
I’m taken over by this frustration
So plug in to connect, and wrap those cables around my neck
Brain waves fade. No hope no future any way.
All the same, when you play the game, nothing else will change